Steven held the love of his life in his arms with tearful eyes. "I may be a Lovett, but I no longer have anything to do with that family the moment they were mean to you."

Amelia was moved and worried. "Steve..."

"I no longer have a home."

Though Steven chuckled helplessly, he felt relieved and liberated. "I am still Steven Lovett, but the heir of the Lovetts is dead."

"Who said you don't have a home?"

Furrowing her brows, Amelia put a finger on his lips. "Home is where I am. My family is your family, too."

The moon, shrouded in a haze, hung high in the velvety night sky.

The pair wound up in bed together.

to Amelia. Neither crossed the

his senses overwhelmed by her warmth and the rhythm of her breathing. Steven swallowed hard

fire stirred in his

on being a restrained gentleman, it was pure torture

scent tickled

she leaned in, the loose shirt slipped past

his heart, Steven closed his eyes so as not to violate her with his

and look at me." Amelia's lip clung to his ear, and

the sweat in

"Take me, Steve."

by lust, he cast

a thick her. His of raw

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